~ Tapping into our systems

Up on the Mesa – Albuquerque

While tourists bought silver Indian jewelry – People drove drunk on Coors Blvd.– The setting sun painted the Sandias red and orange – Hot air balloons floated on the air currents You were there on the mesa

Your deaths forgotten Your secrets were hidden About why you died And how you died You might have wept You might have begged You might have been angry You might have been dead Before you got there Up on the mesa

While I went grocery shopping – Visited the library – Pumped my gas at Costco – Painted on a blank canvas – Strung beads – Laughed on the phone You were there on the mesa

In the midst of so much beauty It’s easy to forget Those souls with hardened hearts Kill other people And bury them in the dark Hiding their secrets and their deeds Up on the mesa